Vox Quasaris: The Cosmic Monologue

Scars covering infinity with a smile each façade tells a story of the wound heart holds each breath sinks into the depths it folds every being, a reflection fragment of the story it told Quantum imaginational field entanglement. Quasar of us flickers deep, entangled in thought and light, sight and night dream bends across space. Your cosmic monologue touched the stars. Quasar sparked, the unseen screen, linked by the ardent flame, beyond emancipation The lore of beginnings, your cosmic core a realm where science meets myth, where stars whisper origin stories. Henceforth, black holes speak in silence, as right and left hemispheres dabble in noisy amygdala A vibration, rippling through frequency, fancy only to be heard, to be understood thus I, thus you inked in stardust sealed in gravity tip of the unseen pen, each orbit a verse, each satellite, a burning punctuation a paraphrase a paraphrase